Through a lens
You are my friend
Maybe it's not, maybe it's not
Just pretend
'Cause I can't hold you in my arms
Just my head
And you don't know me
But you are my thread
In a parasocial way I can't relate
In a parasocial way I'm not ok
On the screen
You reach for me
But maybe your not
Maybe your not
What I need
'Cause you're always too far from reach
You see
And you don't know me
But you are my need
In a parasocial way I can't relate
In a parasocial way I am afraid
But my comfort is your adulation
And we're voyeurs in this generation
But my comfort is your adulation
And we're voyeurs in this generation